Title: Storyteller
Spoiler: None
Word Count: 100
A/N: "Tell me a story and I'll tell you a lie, but it won't matter because it's just a goodbye."
Scheherazade had eyes that sparkled like a forbidden gem. They were hypnotic , demanding all attention. "If you'll trade me your life," she whispered, "I'll weave you a story."
She spread her arms wide. Dean fought harder against the silver chain. "Once there was two brothers." She grinned, "They were very good at what they did. But then one of the brothers ran away."
"That's not true." He hissed.
"They were always fighting you see. He wasn't coming back this time."
"Stop it." Dean could feel the weight of her words smothering him.
"Then how do you think the story will end?"